Sounds like it. How the hell do you even figure out meteorite paternity?
[His eyes drop down to his glass. The look on Dirk's face says a lot, and those couple words say more. Dead or a long way away, then. If they were broken up it would have been bitch was crazy.]
[The thought pops into Blake's head that he can't remember when the last time was he dated somebody.]
[For good reason, too. That crap's a waste of time.]
[Dirk's question clips him on the side of the head as it wings past. He looks at him in surprise. With a drunk's intuition, he immediately knows what he's talking about.]
[You get a second of rare honesty.] What's that got to do with anything?
[Action]
[His eyes drop down to his glass. The look on Dirk's face says a lot, and those couple words say more. Dead or a long way away, then. If they were broken up it would have been bitch was crazy.]
[The thought pops into Blake's head that he can't remember when the last time was he dated somebody.]
[For good reason, too. That crap's a waste of time.]
[Dirk's question clips him on the side of the head as it wings past. He looks at him in surprise. With a drunk's intuition, he immediately knows what he's talking about.]
[You get a second of rare honesty.] What's that got to do with anything?